The Bully

This pairing is RenjixShuuhei. It doesnt follow the bullying theme from the first chapter but I liked writing it. I did edit the last part of "The Bully" so check it out and tell me what you think =).
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Bleach, the characters, nor do I make money for writing my stories.

“Alright everyone! Listen up. We have a fugitive on the run. Come over this way so I can give you the rundown.” Commanded Shuuhei.

U.S. Marshal Shuuhei Hisagi was debriefing the people in his unit about an escaped killer from the Huntsville Prison. The captain was a country boy from Midland, TX who dreamed of joining the United States Marshals after his father figure, Kaname Tousen killed his mother. After working his way up the ladder, Shuuhei became one of the youngest unit leaders in Texas.

“Alright, our target is Souske Aizen. Take a good look at his picture.”

“Yo boss, he looks like a college professor,” one man called out.

“That maybe but don’t let his looks fool you. This man is dangerous. His M.O. is women, mid-twenties, brunette, hazel-green eyes and usually in the medical field under as a physician. I need everyone to pass out his photo to every hospital in the Medical Center Central, Medical Corridor West and Southwest Medical Center. More than likely, he will get a hit here before heading out to Mexico. Speaking of Mexico, Chad! Come here.”

Sado “Chad” was the only person on Shuuhei’s team who spoke fluent Spanish, which was handy when the Marshals head down to the border. The giant man stood at attention in front of Shuuhei waiting for orders.

“I need you to fax Souske’s picture down to Brownsville and over in Mexico. We need to make sure we are covered on both sides of the Rio Grande.’

Giving Chad the picture, Shuuhei re-read Aizen’s profile. ‘If I was Souske, where would I go?’ Trying to put oneself in the killer’s shoes was Shuuhei’s specialty and was probably the reason why he succeeded in the majority of his cases. Walking around with the file, Shuuhei noticed something interesting.
“Hinamori, it says here that they only person that Aizen had contact with inside of prison was Renji Abarai. Is that correct?

The petite woman walked up from her computer, “Yeah, they were cell mates for about 4 months before Aizen escaped. Why? Do think it’s important?”

Shuuhei didn’t respond but grabbed his keys to his Tahoe, he was taking a trip to Huntsville.

Renji Abarai was a charismatic stud from Lafayette, Louisiana. The red haired Cajun was popular with all the ladies, especially Texan girls infatuated with the accent. Renji had it all until he killed his lover, stuffed his body in a trunk and buried it out on his property in Madisonville. Now, Renji was serving 25 to life sentence, at least he didn’t get the death sentence. Renji was sitting in the mess hall when he saw the report about Souske Aizen escaping the prison. ‘I knew that man was psycho.’ Even though the two weren’t cellmates for long Renji had a feeling that the man was abit off his rocker. The man was gone now so Renji didn’t care.

Shuuhei arrived at the prison just after noon. It was hot, which was the norm in Texas. But in Huntsville, the summer heat seemed more intense so Shuuhei wanted to make this visit as short as possible. Walking to the check-in station, Shuuhei checked his guns and proceeded to the mess hall. Upon entering the room, Shuuhei’s eyes locked onto the flaming red hair of Renji Abarai. Walking up to the table, Shuuhei sat down and just looked at the killer.

“Bonjour, Mr. Hisagi. What a pleasant surprise.” Drawled the Cajun. Renji couldn’t deny that the dark hair Marshal was attractive, especially with the number 69 tattooed on his left cheek. The convict rested his cheek in his left hand and graced the Marshal with a plain look. “What can I do ya for?”

Shuuhei did not like Renji since they’re first encounter. The flirtatious man almost seduced his way out of Shuuhei’s hands, thankfully Chad was there to capture the man. “According to Souske’s file, you two were cellmates. Did he ever ask about escape routes to get out of Texas or the country?”

Smirking, Renji re-situated himself. “So you’re not beating around the bush, just going straight to the point.”

Shuuhei shrugged, “Well there is no point in holding back. I do have a fugitive to capture so I want to make good use of my time.”

“That’s smart, I suppose. If I tell you what we talked about, what’s in it for me?”

Shuuhei thought about it but he couldn’t offer much…the man was in prison. “If you give some suggestions, I’ll consider them.”

A halfhearted smile formed on Abarai’s face, “You’ll consider my suggestions. How sweet. Thanks Cherie. Well I cant ask for you to set me free so what can I ask of you.” Nibbling on his pinkie, Renji’s eyes were focused on a ring that was attached to the table. Taking his index and middle fingers of his right hand, Renji just moved his fingers in and out of the ring. ‘Man, I would do anything for a tight ass right about now.’ Renji’s eyes instantly flashed to Shuuhei. ‘I wonder…’

Putting both hands on the table, Renji gave his most sensual smile. “Marshal Hisagi, in exchange for information I want you.”

Shuuhei was confused, “I don’t understand. You ‘want me’? Like as in company?”

Sitting closer to the Marshal, Renji argued his case. “You have to understand that in prison, it’s the same people everyday and even I get tired of these people. If you came and visit me tomorrow, Ill give the information that you need.”

Shuuhei was rightly suspicious. “What information will you give me. If; and that is a big if, I come tomorrow, you have to give specifics. Nothing vague or I can and will extend your sentence or petition a harsher punishment.”

Renji held up his hands in surrender. “I’ll give you everything. Where he is potentially, where he is going definitely and the possible girls that fit his M.O. along the way. I will give you all of that for a visit tomorrow. Do we have an agreement?”

Shuuhei didn’t know what to say. Exchanging favors for information was unethical and against protocol but the longer Aizen was out on the loose, the more damage he could cause. ‘If my superiors hear about this, Ill just take the punishment.’

Getting up from the table, Shuuhei started to leave. “I’ll be here at 7 AM and you better be up at that time. You only get 1 chance.”

When Shuuhei arrived at the prison the next morning, he went through the usual routine of checking in his weapon. He was escorted to the visitor’s suite in the compound however the suite was anything but sweet. The walls were barren, the windows barred on the inside and outside and all the furniture was wooden. Renji was sitting in one of the chairs over by the window. When Shuuhei was escorted in, the Cajun was standing to meet him.

“Good morning, Mr. Hisagi. I’m glad that you came. Have a seat.”

Shuuhei sat down adjacent to Renji over at the window and looked around the room. “This is interesting.”

Chuckling, Renji just smiled.

“So what are we doing? Eating breakfast and just hanging out?” Shuuhei asked. He was a bit uncomfortable but did let the convict catch on because that would suck extremely.

“Well I was hoping that I could get a little action from you, Marshal.” Renji admitted while licking his lips.

“No.”

“No? Don’t you want to know where Aizen is heading? I can give you that information.” Renji was put off. He wanted to have sex with the black-haired beauty but clearly the Marshal was in strict opposition.

Shuuhei should have known that Renji wanted to get in his ass. Even though he is attracted to men, having sex on the job was contradictory with separating work and pleasure. Getting up from his seat, Shuuhei made his way to the door so that he could be let out. Knocking on the door, Shuuhei waited for the guard to arrive. There was no response. Knocking harder on the door, Shuuhei began to call for the guard.

“Sorry Cherie but no one is coming.”

Shuuhei turned around and was greeted with Renji right behind him. “What did you do?”

Looking smug, Renji crossed his arms. “Did you know that everyone has price that they charge for certain favors? Well I was able to pay off the guard so he wont be coming back until 11 or 12 o’clock. That gives me plenty of time to beat you into submission.”

Placing his back against the door, Shuuhei faced his opponent. “Just so you know, I wont go without a fight.”

Getting into a stance, Renji was excited. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” Renji rushed head on to attack Shuuhei.

The two fought with extreme intensity. Renji, being a master capoeira, easily dodged Shuuhei’s hits and kicks with his dance-like martial arts. Every so often, Renji would notice an opening in Shuuhei’s stance, which was attacked immediately. However, Renji did sustain some damage on his face and gut from well-placed hits.

Shuuhei did his best to guard his head to avoid any kicks from Renji. Shuuhei had some basic knowledge of capoeira like avoid the fluid-like kicks to the head because they can kill. Although Shuuhei was trying, he was tired. Used to quick fights and hard hits, Shuuhei’s endurance was being tested by Renji’s preferred fighting style. Barely dodging a punch to his midsection, Shuuhei couldn’t recover in time to avoid the kick to his head.

The Marshal was out like a light. Renji couldn’t help but smile. ‘What a tough cookie. Mm, cookies…’ Renji threw the Marshal over his shoulder and made his way towards the bed. Gently setting the man down, Renji stripped the Shuuhei of his clothing. At the sight of Shuuhei’s bronzed skin, Renji had to pick his mouth up off the floor. The man was absolute hotness. Shuuhei’s body was muscular but not bulky like a football player. His body type would fit the swimmer’s physique perfectly. There were scars on his arms and upper chest area but they were faded so they were probably acquired during his youth.

Renji forced himself to snap out of his lust-induced haze and started to secure Shuuhei to the bed. Slipping the bed cover off and from under Shuuhei, Renji ripped the sheet into strips and tied off Shuuehei’s arms and left foot, leaving the right foot free. Standing back and gazing at his handy work, Renji couldn’t help but be proud. Now all he had to do was wait and he had until 3pm to wait.

When Shuuhei woke up sometime later, it seemed as though he was having difficulty opening his eyes. Like his mind was awake but his body was not. ‘Ugh. I need to get up and out of here.’ Shuuhei tried to raise him arm so that he could wipe the sleep from his eyes and help him bring himself to alertness but his arm wouldn’t move. ‘What the hell? Why cant I move?’

The inability to move was bring Shuuhei to consciousness and when he finally opened his eyes, brown eyes stared back.

“Rise and shine, lazy.” Whispered Renji.

Narrowing his eyes at the convict, Shuuhei could feel his anger simmering. “What have you done? Let me go right now.”

Walking from behind the bed, Renji just laughed. “Cherie, you are not in the position to be bossing me around or did you forget that you’re all tied up?”

Shuuhei didn’t answer. Walking around and sitting down on the bed, Renji began to caress Shuuhei’s thigh. “Look love, we all have needs. You want to catch Aizen and I want you. At the end of all of this, we both get what we want.” Renji leered at the officer.

Shuuhei turned his head away. He was trying to separate himself from the situation but the touches to his leg was making it difficult, especially since they were one of his weak spots.

“Come on, marshal.” Renji repositioned himself so that he was laying on top of Shuuhei. Placing soft kisses to his neck and collarbone, Renji started to entice the marshal. The rough cotton lightly scratched on Shuuhei’s skin, making him twitch slightly. “What harm can come about from us enjoying each other’s company. I promise to make it worthwhile.” Renji whispered darkly in Shuuhei’s ear before catching the lobe in his teeth and pulling lightly.

Shuuhei couldn’t concentrate. The sexual ministrations were heating his skin and making it ultra sensitive to the touches that Renji was performing. The cotton from the prison suit raked long Shuuhei’s chest, dragging along his erect nipples. The kisses and nips along his neckline were sending jolts down to his semi-erect cock. Although he did not partake in sexual pleasures often, Shuuhei’s control often won out against the temptation but this time it was a losing battle.

Renji was having too much fun with the officer. Even though he had not given in, from the signals his body was giving off, Renji knew that it would be soon. Trailing kisses down from the neckline, Renji captured one of the nipples in his mouth and bit down.

“Ahh!” Screamed out Shuuhei.

Renji kept on playing with the captured nipple while reaching down to grab on to Shuuhei’s phallus. Feeling the warm hand, Shuuhei’s hips jerked up to increase the friction. Taking that as a clue to continue, Renji set a steady rhythm.

Shuuhei didn’t know how much more he could take. The pain-pleasure from the bites and the stroking was setting his body on fire. Thrashing his head about, Shuuhei could hear himself moaning. ‘Oh gods, I sound so whoreish but…it…feels…to…good.’ It was becoming harder to concentrate but Shuuhei still has some sanity left. That was until Renji just engulfed him.

“Oh sweet Mary, Mother of God!” The moist heat was too much for Shuuhei and his mind literally shut down and all that was left was instinct. The one that was pushing to the forefront was the instinct of lust. Shuuhei started to lift his hips in time with Renji’s mouth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head when Renji lick along the slit.

Renji watched in appreciation as U.S. Marshal Shuuhei Hisagi unraveled. He knew that he could break down the defenses, all he need was time and patience. Deep throating a few times, Renji watched as Shuuhei’s body arched off the bed. The thing that made Renji’s effort valuable was hearing Shuuhei’s lips mutter his name over and over, like a mantra.

“Renji…Renji…Renji…”

Slurping up the cock and letting it fall from his mouth, Renji got up off the bed.

Shuuhei was panting so hard that it was like he was hyperventilating. Feeling Renji letting him go, Shuuhei’s mind started to piece itself back together. Wondering where the convict went, Shuuhei turned his head and was greeted to a cock standing at attention nestled in wavy red hair. Licking his lips, Shuuhei nervously looked up. Renji’s eyes were dark to the point where they were almost black.

“Don’t be shy now, love.” Renji teased. “Open.”

Shuuhei did not comply. Sighing, Renji grasped Shuuhei’s jaw and squeezed hard. The pressure and the pain forced Shuuhei’s mouth open and Renji immediately thrust his cock in. His head fell back, Shuuhei’s mouth was too good to pass up. Stabilizing Shuuhei’s head with his hands, Renji pistoned hard into Shuuhei’s mouth. “Ah, Cherie! You’re mouth is too sweet.”

Shuuhei felt like he was going to gag. Renji was hitting the back of his throat every time and it even felt as though his cock was sliding down his throat. There was never enough time to draw in a proper breath and Shuuhei started to feel light-headed. After what seemed like a long time, Renji finally withdrew from Shuuhei’s mouth and got on the bed.

Picking up Shuuhei’s right leg and draping it on his shoulder, Renji started to ease into Shuuhei.

“Wait! You can’t go in dry! You’ll tear me!” The anxiety drained all the lust from Shuuhei’s body, making him hyper aware. His eyes became wide as saucers as the blunt head of Renji’s cock pushed up against his hole. Tears gathered into Shuuhei’s eyes as the head passed through the tight ring. His body lifted off the bed, trying to escape the pain but it hurt so badly. Several excruciating moments passed before Renji was fully inside Shuuhei but Shuuhei did not care. All he wanted was to get away.

Renji couldn’t believe was he was feeling…he even had to look down a few time to make sure that it was his cock inside the marshal’s tight ass. ‘It feels too good.’ Looking up at his partner, Renji saw that Shuuhei’s eyes were screwed shut; the marshal was in pain. Reaching for Shuuhei’s cock again, Renji leaned forward and began to lavish kiss and light bites at Shuuhei’s neck.

“I'm moving.” That was Renji said before thrusting.

Shuuhei’s face scrunched more. This was not a pleasurable experience for him. Renji on the other hand was having the time of his life. He had settled into a steady rhythm, thrusting deeply. He knew that he should be concerned for the marshal…but he hadn’t had sex in so long. He only looked out for his pleasure. Pulling Shuuhei’s leg from his shoulder, Renji pushed the leg back to the point where it was touching Shuuhei’s chest. The change in the angle lifted Shuuhei’s ass a little off the bed for a better penetration angle. The next thrust had jolts running from Shuuhei’s ass to his cock.

“Ah…Renji.” It was soft but it came from Shuuhei’s lips.

“Yes, Cherie. Take what I am giving you.”

Shuuhei thrashed his head about. The pain was almost nonexistent and the pleasure was coursing through his body. The only downside was that he was still tied to the bed. All Shuuhei could do was enjoy the coupling.

“Oh God! Harder Renji! I’m so close!”

Reaching down in between their bodies, Renji was stroking hard and fast. He wanted to come but he was waiting for Shuuhei. He was a vicious lover but he always tried to look out for his partner’s pleasure. Bending over and biting Shuuhei’s bottom lip, Renji issued his command.

“Come for me Cherie! Come now!”

Shuuhei didn’t know if it was the command or the sweet abuse that his prostate was experiencing but he came hard and long. The tightening of Shuuhei’s ass literally milked Renji dry. Catching his breath, Renji looked down at Shuuhei…the man was passed out. Gently releasing Shuuhei from his binds, Renji got up put back on his clothes before redressing the marshal. Walking over to the table, Renji grabbed the marshal’s notebook and began writing his letter.

Blurry brown eyes blinked away the drowsiness. Shuuhei could only wait as his body woke up. Getting up slowly from the bed, Shuuhei noticed that he was the only one in the room. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was 2:30pm. Grabbing his shoes, Shuuhei gathered his effects from the table and as he was reaching for his badge, he noticed that it was acting as a paperweight for a piece of paper.

My Cherie,
Thank you for the lovely time. Aizen is heading to Mexico via I-10. He plans on stopping in El Paso before crossing over. I suggest getting there ASAP. I will see you again, Cherie.
Merci Beaucoup,
Renji

Pocketing the note, Shuuhei headed to the prison exit. Reaching the check-in station and claiming his gun and phone, Shuuhei called his unit to give them the note’s detail. As he was heading to his car, Shuuhei heard a cat call from the yard. Looking over, Shuuhei locked eyes with Renji. Smirking, Renji just puckered his lips before returning to his workout session. Getting into his car, Shuuhei could only hope that the next time he had to come to see Renji, things would run abit more smoothly.

End.
AN:The ending for "The Chase" is a bit rough and I will smooth it out. I just needed to get the off before I start the next story. Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas and New Years!!! <3 Deuces Yo!